I sit at my desk sketching on my notebook drawing the same haunting eyes I've been seeing in my dreams. The pain is visible every time he shows up, I try to find out who he is every single time but I always wake up before I find out. I stare at the now filled page and sigh slamming the notebook closed catching the eyes of my classmates. I roll my eyes and look out the window I sit by. A dark figure walks into the building his face shielded by a hoodie. I shake my head and look to the front of the classroom knowing I'm being paranoid, the bell rings and everyone stands to leave. The teacher calls out our homework assignment before dismissing us. My best friend Andria swarms me as soon as I exit the door her enthusiasm wrapping me in a bubble of warmth.
"We have a new kid!" She practically faints as she says the words.
"Who is it?" I ask not really caring.
"His name is Damien and he is gorgeous." She fans herself and spreads out the word gorgeous.
"That's awesome for you but why do I care?" I look at her with an expression she knows too well, it's the one that says 'Your gorgeous I'm not so please stop talking'. I use it whenever she talks about a cute guy she thinks I should go out with.
"Just give him a chance, please." She makes her eyes wide and does a pouty face.
"Ugh, fine." She does a happy dance before turning on her heel and walking away.
A few lockers down I see the 'populars' huddled together whispering a si get closer I can here their chatter about the new guy Damien. I roll my eyes once again and head to the cafeteria, as I walk in I run into a tall guy with dark hair. He turns around.
"S-sorr..." I stop short when I see his eyes, the same eyes I have drawn a million times. He nods and turns back around I shake my head and continue to my table.
"It can't be him your just going crazy." I tell myself as I sit down next to Andria.
"Isn't he soooo cute?" She points to the guy I ran into. I slap her hand down and glare at her.
"Pointing is rude." It was her turn to roll her eyes and she just kept talking.
"I Mena his hair is amazing, oh and the eyes such a deep green." I stopped listening to her and turned to the guy. He had sat at a table and was staring at me. I gave him a short wave in which he returned. He stands up and starts to come over to me, Andria shuts up immediately. I start to feel nervous and my hands were getting sweaty, I opened my mouth to speak but he walked past me and to the 'popular' table. I let out a sigh of relief but internally cringe when I felt a stab of pain from the rejection.